a behind the scenes look at the consistently inconsistent life of an emotional eater…

Okay, so yes I have completely lost my grip (as if I ever had it in the first place).

I started looking for a new place to live and have been feeling rather down about the move. So how else am I supposed to lift my spirits? Wait, did somebody sayspirits?I can certainly go for a vodka & cranberry right now! Maybe I will wait til Friday…actually, I WILL wait til Friday. I’m going toneeda drink then, I’m sure. Fridays will be tough for me for a while. It’s the day of the week when all hell broke loose in our household. It will be hard to forget because the boy is off on Fridays, and I get home earlier…and can stay up late. Makes for a long night…

I’ll be okay. Sooner or later. At least I’m not crying, right?

I thought I wanted this. I DO, dammit! Do I not want it badly enough? I thought I did…

Sheesh! I gotta get it together! I don’t want to keep coming on here confessing my failure. I want to be a motivator, not a downer! Not someone people look at and say, “at least I’m not doing as bad assheis.”